The Last Primal

The boy\'s speed was astonishing, especially considering that he didn\'t seem to prepare or use any skill whatsoever. What he showcased was just his pure bodily strength and nothing more.

Adding to that, the power behind his casual-looking strike, released a massive torrent of energy, enough to crush anybody in Gupta, or Haven for that matter.

Still, even such a tremendous attack was easily blocked by a casual flick of an arm. The attack, its momentum abruptly thwarted, was forced to release all its carried inertia into kickstarting a large, powerful, rupturing blow of wind. 

Even though the attack failed and was blocked with ease, neither party seemed to be concerned about it. Both Number 3 and Aiden kept their hands locked against each other as they stared at each other\'s eyes with a matching battle-lust-filled gaze. If not for everyone stil beingl unconscious from the earlier explosive display of power, they would be surprised to see such a crazed expression on their revered lordship.

Eventually, Aiden jumped back, releasing their hold, standing at half a dozen steps a distance from his Master. His wide grin plastered on his face, it couldn\'t be more obvious how much fun he was having. 

There was no trace of the earlier concern, or worry on him, it was as if he was an entirely different person suddenly. His eyes glowering with the majestic golden luster, he spoke with a deeper, rumbling tone of voice.

"Excellent! Woman, you are worthy! I propose thee, let\'s enjoy ourselves in this wonderful dance! Let us sing the song of dragons once more, but leave the crescendo for later! What say thee?"

In response, Number 3\'s eyes began to glimmer, matching the boy\'s glory. Her lips contorting, they stretched and curved to match the boy\'s almost crazed, expectant grin. Taking a second to match the boy\'s eyes, she eventually gave a slight nod as she responded. This time, her voice also carried a strange, unfamiliar tone. It was much deeper than her normally crispy, clear chitter, carrying the same thunderous blow in her, though with a much more feminine touch. Still, its volume was robust, thunderously raging just like the boy\'s as they spoke to each other.

"Nothing more would please thy self. Though, if a dance is what thou covet,  you need to satisfy mine own heart first!" 

Strangely, as if their entire personality shifted to something else, their entire mannerism, and speech made a sudden transformation.

Number 3\'s words, were like a battle cry, an invite to go all out to the boy. His grin contorting, twisting even further, Aiden instinctually activated his draconic heritage, the [Dragon\'s Wrath] innate\'s fully. Together with his [Shapeshifter] his body rapidly began to transform.

His muscle mass swoll and bulged, his body suddenly grew a couple of inches taller whilst also growing slightly bulkier in the process. His arms turning thick as logs, the golden scales began to appear one after another in quick succession. The tips of his already meaty fingers grew thick, curved ebony claws in a manner of a second. 

The sound of fabric being ripped apart could be heard from behind the boy, as suddenly a meter and a half long reptilian tail plopped on the ground. From around the area of his shoulder blades, a pair of large, a towering set of leathery wings could be seen, stretching high above the boy\'s height.

Yet this was not the end of the changes for him. His legs, his feet, his entire body, and even his face underwent a grand change, shredding his semblance of humanity and looking more like a Draconian, a bipedal dragonkin. 

Still, though the changes were much more robust than ever before, it was still just the beginning steps. The current Aiden was unaware of his grand display, his majestic, glorious full might of the Ancient Dragon in the future…

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As she watched the boy\'s figure shift and change, Number 3 suddenly felt a similar desire inside her. Her heart that was already excitedly thumping inside its socket, began to palpitate with even more ferocity, pumping the blood with more and more speed. 

In tandem with it, her still relatively new and unfamiliar crystal core began to pulsate with a matching rhythm, filling her spiritual veins with more of the glorious golden energy, the [Soul Power].

She could feel the beating of the two organs inside her drumming in sync. Her body was heating up, she could feel a rising excitement, a growing mixture of emotions as it boiled, and slowly pushed her to higher and higher peaks. 

In a few moments, she could feel a strange numbness as it appeared at the center of her chest, roughly at the area, before it began to spread its domain around the entirety of her self.

In mere moments, the strange numbness, the blistering heat filled her entire body, yet for some strange, mysterious reason she found no pain, no displeasure in any of what was happening to her. Almost contrary to the expectations she had, this heat, this mysterious sensation caused her to feel almost euphoric. Number 3 felt much more powerful than ever before.

It was at that point, as the heat reached every recess of her body that a change happened.

Reaching the point of no return, she suddenly fell on her knees as a surge of power suddenly erupted within her, causing her organs to twist and churn in pain all so suddenly. Still, she refused to cry, refused to reveal the rapid turn of events. With a grimace, she held it all in and withstood everything, merely reaching for the area where her core would be.

In the next moment, her entire body began to faintly glow, radiating the recognizable golden light from underneath her skin that as the seconds passed were gaining more and more power. 

Ripples began to traverse the surface of her skin, congregating mostly at her back area first, but the same wobbling, the trembling effect could be seen all over her body. The numbing sensation seemed to be a protecting mechanism, swallowing most of the peculiar changes and the overwhelming, unbearable pain that would have otherwise made Number 3 faint. 

Still, even that nominal, minuscule amount that slipped through the cracks, was like as if someone plunged a sharp dagger, twisting and churning it inside her body. The upper area of her back, the upper part of her sacral were burning with a never-before-felt sensation, as something was happening, changing, transforming inside her body.

As the pain was becoming unbearable and was about to push open her tightly clenched lips, the pain suddenly began to recede, and transform into an irritable feeling. She could feel a need to exclaim, to make her presence, her arrival known to the world, something she could no longer hold back.

Forced to acquiesce, she turned towards the clear blue skies, and whilst raising her arms that were now showing a faint hollow of thin golden outline scales appearing slowly, gradually, she released a bellowing, ferocious roar towards the sky. 

Her message was simple, carrying only an exclamation to the world.

A new dragon has arrived!

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